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my first flight which l took from Chennai to Mumbai so far all....l was walking with half my stomach up my throat.
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My father took us on a pleasure trip to Katmandu, the Capital of Nepal. We went by air. We had got reservation of tickets long in advance. We reached India Gandhi International Airport two and half-hours earlier than the scheduled flight-time. We had to complete some customs and other formalities before emplaning.
Our plane was ready for flight. It was a very big and spacious aeroplane with luxurious seats. It looked so royal, impressive and wonderful. It was for the first time that 1 had seen aeroplanes. I was really excited and full of many expectations. Our seats were near the windows, which gave us a fine view of the outside world.
The pilot started the engines which gave out a loud roar, and then it began to move. Soon it was airborne and flew higher and higher. I looked through the window and enjoyed the panoramic view of the city. The river Yamuna looked like a silver-thread broken here and there. The people looked like dots and buildings like toys. I was filled with great joy and thrill. Our plane flew smoothly and glided through the air like a bird. The trees, houses, buildings, rivers etc., seemed flying away backward with a great speed. Small woolly clouds floated around us making the view that of a fairyland. The plane glided at area speed so smoothly that I hardly felt any movement and motion, but a very gentle push. The landscape below presented an enchanting sight.
Our plane was ready for flight. It was a very big and spacious aeroplane with luxurious seats. It looked so royal, impressive and wonderful. It was for the first time that 1 had seen aeroplanes. I was really excited and full of many expectations. Our seats were near the windows, which gave us a fine view of the outside world.
The pilot started the engines which gave out a loud roar, and then it began to move. Soon it was airborne and flew higher and higher. I looked through the window and enjoyed the panoramic view of the city. The river Yamuna looked like a silver-thread broken here and there. The people looked like dots and buildings like toys. I was filled with great joy and thrill. Our plane flew smoothly and glided through the air like a bird. The trees, houses, buildings, rivers etc., seemed flying away backward with a great speed. Small woolly clouds floated around us making the view that of a fairyland. The plane glided at area speed so smoothly that I hardly felt any movement and motion, but a very gentle push. The landscape below presented an enchanting sight.
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